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2-sleepy-for-this · 7 months

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Our little brother pt.4

here it is folks! Finally I’m back and writing for my surprisingly popular au :)

Sorry I took so long to post, but the hiatus is done. I’m pretty stressed at the moment though so fics may take longer than usual..

Now without further ado…

tw~ panic, dehumanization (??), unintentional fearplay, having a crisis

word count~ 1.5k

Wilbur was panicking. Sunshine was gone, and he had no clue how it had happened. He could’ve sworn they were in his pocket the whole time, but somehow the little escape artist had gotten lost…

Techno will be suspicious if he isn’t at the apartment in a few minutes… but how can he go without the small creature? Techno will know he screwed up immediately.

Wilbur continued to search the halls, but with the few people still lingering, it was difficult to not draw attention. He didn’t care much, but he had the feeling that he didn’t want anyone else to see Sunshine… he didn’t know why, but it just felt wrong to reveal them to anyone else.

“C’mon, little guy… where are you?”

He whispered, more to himself than anyone else. They couldn’t have gotten so far… with how tiny Sunshine was, it was hard to believe they could have gotten far or… hopefully not out of the building. The outside was frosty with a chill in the air. Wilbur shuddered at the thought of Sunshine being out there, lost again.

… then Dream walked up to him.

Now, Wilbur didn’t dislike Dream but… well, he kinda did. Not for any reason in particular, but Wilbur just didn’t like the more extroverted guy. Wilbur was surprised that Dream had come up to him with such purpose until… the color yellow in the corner of his eye.

It was Sunshine! Right there… in Dream’s hand.

Wilbur gasped slightly as he looked at Sunshine.

“Sunshine! You’re.. you’re alright.”

He said happily and reached out to grab them from Dream. He snatched up his sunshine from the other hold and held them against his chest in a makeshift hug. He didn’t notice the minuscule trembling of the tiny body in his palms.

Wilbur looked at Dream. He wasn’t even thinking in the moment as he glared.

“Dream..”

He greeted the shorter coldly.

Dream had the decency to look slightly sheepish.

“Uh.. hey, Wilbur… sorry about the surprise, but, uh, I found Tommy on his own and heard he was looking for you so…”

Dream tried to explain, but Wilbur stopped listening after that. Tommy? His Sunshine had a name? Had Dream given it to him?

Wilbur looked down at ‘Tommy’ with a confused look. The small thing looked up at him with a wide eyed one.

Wilbur had never noticed the little shine in his tiny blue eyes before… he looked so human.

Dream was still speaking and Wilbur thought he should tune back in to that. He might be saying something important about.. Tommy.

“-and then he said he was looking for a ‘Wilby’ but I knew he was talking about you. I mean, who else would have that yellow of a hoodie on, right?”

“Says the guy in bright green..”

Wilbur shot back, not appreciating the fashion slander before processing what was just said.

“Wait- said? He.. can speak?”

Dream looked surprised for a moment before raising an eyebrow.

“Uh, yeah? You… knew that, right?”

Wilbur looked at Dream before lying.

“Of course I did! I’m not saying- he just-… yeah..”

Dream looked unconvinced at that stuttered answer, but Wilbur didn’t care. Right now, he just needed to get Tommy home and figure out whatever he just heard. He sighed.

“Look, Dream, you can’t tell anyone about this, okay?”

“…I get that.”

“Good… now I’m gonna take.. Tommy.. home, see you later.”

Wilbur walked away without hearing Dream’s reply… he couldn’t help but feel like the little weight in his hands felt a lot more.. real to him than before.

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Tommy was anxious… more than anxious, terrified even.

He was back with his previous human captor, back in the hands that took him from his secretive borrower life…

But now… now he knew. The one thing he had control over, his voice. The human, Wilbur, as Dream has said, knew he could talk now… what would he do? Would Wilbur force him to tell him everything about borrowers? Tell the pink haired human about it?

Wilbur knew his name now…

And what could Tommy do about it? Nothing…

He was out… he had escaped; he was gone away from everyone…

He was caught.. twice now. He was a terrible borrower.

Tommy was deep in his self depreciating thoughts when he felt the prodding of a giant finger he started to get familiar with. He was nervous. He looked up at Wilbur and met his gaze. Wilbur was looking down at him, conflicted, before opening his mouth to speak.

“I… I’m gonna put you in my pocket now… alright, Tommy?”

Wilbur spoke his name… gave him a warning before doing something to him…

He kinda liked it…

Tommy nodded slowly and watched as Wilbur still looked shocked at Tommy actually acknowledging his words.

Then Wilbur gently placed his hand into the joined pockets of his hoodie and shielded Tommy with the yellow fabric of the pocket and the human’s hand. It kept everyone else from seeing even a glimpse of Tommy.

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Wilbur walked back to the apartment in a hurry, trying to get there quickly to not seem suspicious about the amount of time he’d been gone.

He walked through the door and closed it quietly before carefully crossing the living room space, hoping to make it to his room without being seen and lectured. Then there was the deep clearing of a throat and Wilbur winced, turning to face his twin sitting on the couch with his arms crossed, an unimpressed look on his face.

Wilbur immediately put on a smile of mock innocence.

“Hey, tech, didn’t know you’d be home so quickly today…”

Techno sighed. That wasn’t a good sign.

“Wil, where’s the thing?”

Wilbur felt the minuscule boy tense against his pocketed hand. Yet he pulled him out into the open anyway.

Tommy looked up at him and then to techno with a wide-eyed gaze, an expression that was a cry for help, surrounded by the two humans.

“Relax, tech, Tommy’s right here… see, I’m responsible.”

He acted like he hadn’t lost Tommy after only a few hours…

Techno sat up straighter and leaned closer to see Tommy, a raised eyebrow and a slightly confused expression on his face.

“You named it already?”

Wilbur looked down at Tommy at the same time the little guy looked up at him. They shared the same anxious look of ‘shoot’. Wilbur had a feeling he wouldn’t be able to convince techno of his findings about Tommy without taking a bit to process it himself. So he lied. Again.

“Uh.. yeah! Yeah, I named him Tommy.. he looks like a Tommy, right?”

Techno looked at Tommy for a moment with an unreadable look before nodding in agreement.

“I guess so. Looks like one to me.”

Wilbur let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Great.. now, uh.. I’m gonna go to my room.”

Wilbur started tensely walking away before techno stopped him, standing and walking in front of him.

“Aren’t ya gonna put ‘Tommy’ back?”

“Well.. uh.. actually I was gonna let the little guy keep me company for a while…”

Wilbur subconsciously ran his finger down Tommy’s back, not noticing the way Tommy leaned into the touch hesitantly, too focused on acting not suspicious to his very hard-to-lie-to twin.

Techno shrugged and sat back down.

“Alright, but don’t hog the thing. I wanna see it sometime too.”

Wilbur nodded and continued to his bedroom, closing the door a bit too fast for his calm act and walking to his desk.

He sat in his desk chair, using his one unoccupied hand to shove the sheets of half written music off of his desk. He could clean those up later.

Then he gently set his other hand on the desk, watching intently as Tommy climbed off and took a few scrambling steps away from him nervously.

Tommy looked up at him from the desk in anxiety and confusion.

“Alright… okay, okay, okay… wow..”

Wilbur covered his face with his hands in exasperation with a long sigh before taking a second and looking at Tommy, finally processing everything.

“You… you can.. talk?”

He asked with apprehension.

“Dream said you can talk.. Tommy? You… are you…”

Wilbur didn’t know how to word this the right way…

“You’re sentient?”

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hope you liked this one!

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#giant/tiny #g/t community #mcyt g/t #g/t #tiny!tommy #giant!techno #giant!wilbur #our little brother au #<3 #i think this fic is getting good #It’s gettin somewhere

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monarchamos · 1 year

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thinking abt an au where dazai convinces chuuya to ditch the pm and join the ada and he gives chuuya his trench coat bc "its tradition for new recruits to receive a piece of clothing from the person who brought them in"

also chuuya totally has to hem it and it STILL is nearly floor-length and he has to actually tie its belt and it goes off his shoulders (yk like that one official art that everyone loves you know the one)

dazai's like “chuuya you dont actually have to wear it if it really is too big we literally have a 21 cm height diff i understand”

but chuuya is so adamant on wearing it bc its the first sign he's gone into the light and it reminds him of detective murase and its a gift from dazai he can't just not wear the oversized trench coat

UPDATE: I drew it

#chuuya walks into the office on the first day and kunikida goes “dazai why is the missing mafia executive in our office WEARING YOUR COAT?”#and yosano is giving him this smug ass look like “oh they fucked” and ranpo starts a betting pool abt it #also chuuya has a red shirt like how dazai has a blue shirt bc they really do be the red/blue gays #i need to post the design one of these days bc im insane #also chuuya still keeps his hat bc he tried to give it back to verlaine but verlaine's all like no chuuya you should keep it #also he keeps his hat bc i couldnt take away chuuya being called mr fancy hat by ranpo #verlaine is so happy his little brother is living a good human life he even helps his escape #bsd #soukoku #bsd au #dazai drags chuuya into the ada au

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imagionary · 9 months

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could we get some spruce? hes Such a character and needs a whole lotta love

I love Spruce! He and Chip have known each other for so long, and count each other like brothers. Spruce misses their old cabin that they built together,,

#Spruce misses working at D. Foresting and Logging Co.; he misses Chip #In our AU both Spruce and Chip worked with D. Foresting and Logging Co. for quite a bit #Although Chip worked has a consultant (safety primarily) over with S.C.R.E.W.; B.E.L.T.; and C.R.A.N.K. as well #Spruce is 9 years older than Chip and counts him like a little brother #Spruce is 55 and Chip is 46 rn in our AU; they've known each other since Spruce with 27 and Chip was 18 #So quite a bit of history between the two of them #Spruce works with logging and deforsting with Alton and the both don't know much about what goes on inside C.O.G.S. Inc #since their positions are outside #Spruce has been told by Misty about what C.O.G.S. Inc has done to Chip... and what the firing process is like inside #Spruce misses Chip.. he wishes he never took up the offer and winding up cursing Chip too #imagionary rambles #I think imma write lore and stuff in the tags instead of the main posts #I feel better doing so idk why xD #I hope that's okay!#ttcc #toontown corporate clash #toontown: corporate clash #toontown #spruce campbell #treekiller #chip revvington #chainsaw consultant

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pacificwaternymph · 1 year

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Oh and another thing:

Superhero Jimmy was a HUGE superhero nerd when he was little. He had action figures of pretty much all the major players.

One day when he was like 8-9, Lizzie took him out to meet with one of her new friends, and she told him to bring his Faerie doll in case he got bored and wanted something to play with.

They went to the mall, where Lizzie introduced him to Katherine, a very prim woman with her hair in a bun and a giant tote bag.

Katherine sees the action figure and asks if he's a big fan of the Alliance. When Jimmy nods, trying his best not to blurt out that his own older sister is a member because he swore he would never tell anyone, he sees a shimmer in the air. And for a brief moment, he saw the faint outline of delicate, dragon-fly like wings emerging from Katherine's back.

His little heart just about exploded.

#Jimmy already knew his sister was the coolest #but that day she got extra cool points #by the time jimmy was old enough to join the alliance himself everyone already knew and adored him #Lizzie: this is my little brother #The entire alliance: *our* little brother #superhero au

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zarvasace · 10 months

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I like Four Swords because I can give them ridiculously close sibling or platonic relationships and it isn't weird and nobody gets mad at me for not making them romantic

#or they can be #and it isnt really that weird #(depending on au and interpretations of course)#you mean i can write about the eternal bond of brothers??? who used to and still might share a soul???#sign me UP #four swords #sideeyeing other fandoms ive hesitantly engaged in #i prefer writing platonic bonds is all #except for a few ships that i care about or want to explore #and SOME PEOPLE dont get that people can hug and not want to get in each others pants #anyway i like our silly little book club

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wickedcriminal · 2 years

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"If something goes wrong--"

"Please say it won't go wrong."

"... if something goes wrong..."

#don't let them find our dragons.#httyd #httyd au #half brothers au #hiccup #hiccup horrendous haddock lll #my art #this is right before the final exam just in case you couldn't tell-- and i thought it might be more fitting #for elder to ask this of younger instead of astrid #but he's still grateful astrid knows; because at least if he dies out there his little brother won't have to bear the secret all by himself #meanwhile younger is wildly panicking that he might be seeing his brother off for the last time #either elder kills the monstrous nightmare or the monstrous nightmare kills elder and then dies anyway #everyone loses

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tmntseparatedaucompetition · 10 months

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once submissions close can we get a count of how many submissions each au got?

I don't want to put in how many votes each one got but these got more than one vote:

Never Better, Separated Leo AU, The Night, Bloodbath, Life Mission, Tentative Devotee, Even More of a Disaster, Villain PB&J, Gemini, Little Prince, Hueso Raised Leo, How I Met Our Brothers, Snapdragon, Prodigy

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bitchfitch · 10 months

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I'm 20k words into that modern au fic. which means this fic is 1k short of matching the length of that Other fic I've been picking at for uhhhhhhhhhh almost a full year? and I've only been working on it for like a week tops.

and I can not stress this enough, I'm still in the prewritting phase. this fic is going to be fuck off massive by my standards of fic writing. like. this is the level of Condensed the prewritting is it's Just the raw plot points and absolutely no fluff

and idk. I'm sat in a literal closet at a family function rn and just. Need the distraction of being proud of myself for being excited to actually write this and see what the word count is when all is said and done bc like, I may be 20k into prewritting but I've yet to hit Varre with a car so I'd say I'm still only half way through planning out act 2.

and I'm having a lot of fun with it bc they're just like. snotty rich kids largely dealing with teenager woes instead of empyreans in a dog fight for who gets to be God. and it's Insanely funny to me and probably no one else.

I barely ever do Proper AUs when I write fanfic. it's just easier for me to stick to filling out canon stuff, or just doing canon but in a different hat. so being excited about this kind of idea is very new to me xbdbdbdb

#like idk. half the humor in the fic is that Miqy has an iphone now and the other half is that Mohg still runs a blood cult #there is no au in which its funnier for mohg to not run a blood cult #thats. Thats literally the funniest part of his character hes the worst and I adore him for it.#'oh my brother has fought tooth and nail to feel Worthy to Serve the people who dropped us down a sewer as babies and is Still treated as #subhuman. This sucks so bad and i hat this family. Im going to start a blood cult about it and marry our shitty little brother #so that when He is God King TM Ill be his second in command. Yes this plan makes Absolute sense.'#god what a bozo. i love him

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musicalchaos07 · 8 months

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Double Byler Exes to Lovers/Wedding AU fic is a go because I got the STRONGEST mental image of Byler helping Jonathan pick a first dance song (in reality he's had it planned out for years)

And FOR SOME REASON (revenge/mess/tomfoolery) he plays I Will Always Love You and the two of them are just sitting going THROUGH IT

#25yo Nancy: I need the boys to get back together I'm tired of this nonsense Jonathan: On It #Nancy would be the Mastermind of it all tbh #Nancy and Jonathan grabbing drinks with Murray like we're engaged also how do we get our brothers back together #Mike Will and Jonathan are giving their little talk in Jonathan's room tbh #why does Nancy need the boys back together you ask? in time for the double Byler mid 90s apartment of course #byler AU #byler #jonathan byers #will byers #Mike Wheeler

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ertrunkenerwassergeist · 1 year

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With that bombshell dropped, Regis might be willing to climb into the Secret Tunnel then and there. (Damn his knee, full speed ahead!) No, he wouldn’t really be that reckless, but it’s a tempting thought, isn’t it?

If Regis were just a few years younger, he totally would just up and explore the tunnel without telling anyone. But now he's tired. And old. So he doesn't.

Instead he invites Solaris to come sit down at that table over there, because his knees are secretly murdering him right now. And then he proceeds to tell her about his son. About how he used to come and read here all the time, at this very table, in fact.

Solaris is suitably awed by it all. She gets to take a look at one of the books that is on the table. It got some real neat pictures around some of the letters and in the margins. Which gets her talking about the book her parents have. And how hard they are always working and that she is really scared for them and her brother.

That last one throws Regis a bit, so he asks. And doesn't like the answer one bit.

Apparently the earthquake damaged the city more than anyone could have guessed. The old supports (the ones that should be defunct, but aren't) have grown unstable. It has become very likely that parts of the city might collapse because of it.

'The sky falling down on our heads' Solaris calls it.

Which begs the question: Where does the girl live? Solaris showed him how she had gotten inside the archive. The tunnel leads down, not up.

Together they look for old city maps and actually find a few. They are drawn on parchment and the oldest one is about ready to fall apart. (Someone really needs to make sure to preserve all of this knowledge about to be lost, Regis thinks)

Regis gets the archivist to make copies. Said archivist is not happy about it. Though she wonders in which corner of the archive those maps were found. Two of them are not in the catalogue. (Solaris found them in an old, dusty corner, wedged between a shelf and the stone wall.)

While the archivist is busy making copies (and resolving to comb through the archives with a fine toothes comb, because if those maps aren't in the catalogue, what else isn't?), Regis and Solaris are back at the table. The girl gets to look at the books some more. Regis meanwhile is writing a letter to his son.

He asks Solaris (his possible granddaughter, and while he knows she is too old to be Noctis's by blood, that doesn't really matter to Regis) to take the letter with her together with the copies of the map. And to come back again soon, so he might show her some more books.

She agrees to it all readily. Until she reads the name on the envelope Regis hands her. Her face pales in shock and her hands slap at it, to cover it up.

"Secret name!" she yells.

"That is my son's name," Regis explains patiently. "It is not a secret."

Solaris gnaws at her lower lip for a while until she admits: "That's papa's secret name."

#ask #hamelin-born #ffxv #dreams of our past #the secret tunnel au #regis lucis caelum #solaris lucis caelum #now regis knows for sure #little solaris has a dad named noctis and a granddad named regis #that name combination only exists once in Insomnia #he's got a granddaughter!#he's already planning her room in the citadel #oh astrals #she said she has a brother #that means he's a granddad twice!#also the longer regis looks at solaris #the more familiar features he finds #geist answers

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2-sleepy-for-this · 11 months

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Our little brother pt.3

Finally, one of the long awaited favorites is uploaded once more! This took longer than expected and I’m headed into finals week soon so I may not upload for a bit (feel free to give me prompts still!) :D

here it is folks (I’ve had this half done for so long)

tw ~ unintentional fearplay, minor claustrophobia, anxiety, grabbing, technical kidnapping???, annoyed Technoblade

word count ~ 1.5k

The fast pitter-pattering of tiny feet sped down the hallway, nearly silent compared to the conversation and giant footsteps from the humans all around him.

Tommy didn’t know what to do. First, he was trapped in the brown-haired human's pocket for what felt like forever. Then the guy started petting him like an animal. He is not an animal!

And he did not nearly fall asleep with those giant fingers caressing his back.

He is a big man, the biggest man, and big men don’t relax at some giants touch.

Now he just had to find somewhere to hide until all the humans went away and he could get back to the walls where he belongs. Tommy continued running against the wall, in a small hidden space near the gigantic heavy doors that humans kept walking through. No human could see him there.

The huge door slammed near him again as more humans walked out. He clutched his sensitive ears. Humans were too loud.

A shoe bigger than him slammed down just inches from his hiding place as he covered his mouth to suppress a squeak of fear.

Even a big man like Tommy would admit that running so close to humans was terrifying, and he didn’t know what to do. There was nowhere to go.

So Tommy did the only thing he could think of. He curled into a tiny ball right on the floor in the shadows, where he hoped no human could find him.

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“Wilbur.”

Wilbur winced in surprise at how stern Techno’s voice was over the phone. He had received a call from his twin not long after he lost his sunshine and nearly jumped out of his skin when his phone rang in his pocket.

“Heyy Tech, just got out of my exam. I think it went well personally, but I could have done better on the essay honestly-“

“Wilbur. Stop talking.”

Wilbur knew his attempt to change subjects was futile, and he knew exactly why Techno had called.

“So… what are you calling for?”

Wilbur tried to ask, smiling innocently while talking, even though he knew Techno couldn’t see his facial expression.

“A few minutes ago, I came home to check on the creature we found, and it’s not here.”

Techno waited for Wilbur to speak but kept going when the other end of the call stayed quiet.

“I looked in the cage and it wasn’t there, Wil. So, either it escaped, or you brought it to class after we agreed you wouldn’t. Judging by the silence, I’m guessin it’s the latter?”

“…alright, yeah, it was me… I just thought it would be nice to take them out for a while!”

“Well, you said you were done with your exam, so come back here. I wanna see the little thing again.”

This time, Wilbur paled at Techno’s response. He couldn’t go back to the apartment empty handed…

Now he was on a time limit.

And a very short one at that.

…he just hoped his sunshine was close by.

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Tommy didn’t know how long it had been since he hid. It felt like forever, but it couldn’t have been more than half an hour.

He couldn’t see any good openings to run or get into the walls. The constant foot traffic calmed down, but there were still a handful of humans standing and talking. Too risky to move yet.

One of the humans that was in a pair started walking away. His white hoodie was hard to look at under the bright lights, but the shiny necklace around his neck was mesmerizing.

Tommy watched him disappear down the hallway before turning to look at the other guy who was just standing there on one of those glass rectangles that humans love.

After a few minutes, the guy—who was wearing a bright green hoodie, who does that?—still hadn’t looked up and seemed oblivious to his surroundings.

Tommy had a choice.

He could stay in his little corner, curled up for who knows how much longer… or he could try to make it under the door he was next to.

He needed to see if there was a way out.

Tommy held his breath as he uncurled his body, keeping his tail wrapped around his leg tightly.

He slowly inched to a stand and started to shuffle closer to the door.

He took shallow, silent breaths, even though his body wanted to hyperventilate.

As more minutes ticked by, he got closer and closer to his destination. He could almost touch the wood of the door.

Then the human sighed.

Tommy couldn’t help the full body flinch he reacted with… when he opened his eyes, large green ones stared right back.

The human stepped forward and was close enough to grab him in seconds, so he ran, bolting for the crack under the door even though he knew it would be pointless.

His escape plan was foiled as the human noticed where he was running and swept him off the ground and into a giant fist… the third one he’s been in since the alleyway.

Tommy, so desperate for an escape, screamed as he was lifted higher, tears rolling down his cheeks while he struggled.

“Wha…? Hey, hey, hey, little guy, relax.”

The human's eyes widened at his struggles.

Good. He caught him by surprise. A better chance of escaping.

Tommy continued to squirm and fight against the hand he was in until the other giant hand came up and restrained Tommy.

He was completely trapped, pressed against two palms with just his head to move. His limbs were completely stuck in place.

Still, his squirms continued for a few moments more before it just became too much for him. Tommy had been so close to escaping all the human monsters, but it was all for nothing now.

Tommy couldn’t help it when he muttered one word in fear;

“Please!”

In an instant Tommy froze in the humans hold.

He had just spoken.

No borrower was ever supposed to speak to a human. He broke the borrower code.

Tommy closed his eyes, tensing up while he waited for the human to do something to him. All of the scary stories he was told about breaking the borrower's code came to the front of his mind. What could the human be planning to do with him?

“It’s alright, little guy… you’re safe.”

Tommy opened his eyes in surprise. Those huge green eyes were still looking at him, but now they seemed… softer, more welcoming.

He was confused. Why did the human look like that? They were supposed to look mean and scary!

His head tilted slightly as the hands around him loosened. Now Tommy was sitting in the giant's palm, mouth agape as his body relaxed from tiredness.

“My name is Dream… do you have a name? Or should I keep calling you little guy?”

Tommy wasn’t sure what to do, he can’t speak to a human again… but he had already talked before.

The human knows he can talk… what if he gets mad that Tommy won’t?

“T-…Tommy.”

“Hm, Tommy? That’s a nice name. Can you tell me why you’re here all alone, Tommy?”

What could Tommy say? He was alone… but he couldn’t tell the human, Dream, that.

But he was also running away from someone too…

Maybe, if the hu- Dream thought he was trying to find someone, then he’d let Tommy go…

It was risky, but Dream looked like he could be tricked.

“I.. I’m lost… I lost my human. I can’t find him anywhere..”

Dream looked at him with a mix of confusion and pity… it was working.

“Your human? Like… your friend?”

“Uh… yeah.”

“Well.. what does he look like? And what’s his name? I can help you look.”

Great. Now he was stuck with this human while he looked for the one he didn’t want to find.

“He has… brown hair, and brown eyes… and a yellow hoodie. And his name is… um..”

What was that humans name again? The pink haired one said it so many times, but he could barely hear over his heartbeat…

Wil… Wil-something. He still couldn’t remember… he would just have to make it up then. He was too far into this now.

“Wilby… his name is Wilby.”

“Alright.. let’s go find.. Wilby then!”

Tommy was lifted higher into the air as Dream stood to his full height. He clasped at his tail anxiously while he was cupped against Dream’s chest. Tommy hoped he’d never have to get used to this…

Tommy watched Dream walk the length of the entire hallway in seconds, faster than Tommy’s tiny legs could cross in hours, like it was nothing, while he looked for Tommy’s human.

Tommy could only hold his breath and hope ‘Wilby’ had already given up looking for him and left.

He didn’t want to be put right back into the hands he tried to escape from so hard.

Then he saw that brown-haired beanpole crouched on the ground, and once he felt the chest he was leaning against breathe a sigh of relief, he knew he was done for.

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hope you enjoyed! (Told you there would be another main character)

I wonder how poor Wilby will react when he sees his sunshine in Dream’s hands?

as always, get some rest, eat and drink something, and send me things! :)

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soundcrusher · 2 years

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Let’s visit the market

Who's ready for part 3 from season 2 of my ongoing story set in the universe of the sentient sg/ll from @cuppajj ?

Today, our boys go shopping. Yay!

Trigger Warning: None

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Phoenix was getting restless on their small ship. Rodimus could see it in the way the young spark would rummage through the piles of items left behind by his former crew, or when he looked through the things he brought from the Lost Light, or when he swung his, well, Drift’s sword carefully in the back of the ship.

On the Lost Light, Phoenix always had something to do. Be it discovering new rooms, cleaning anything he could, finding the remains of the crew or talking to either him or Lightlost. There was always something to do, to take his mind away from the problems haunting him, but here? Rodimus knew that now, Phoenix could only either help him steer the small ship or try to distract himself with something he brought with him.

Maybe that’s why he decided to land their ship on one of the neutral cybertronian colonies he remembered. Even when it was a hard fight to get Phoenix out of the ship and towards the next settlement.

“I don’t want to go out there! Lightlost said that the ground of other planets can eat you up, or, or what about the rust plague! Or, OR, the mechs with pointy teeth!” Rodimus could hear the sheer and utter fear in Phoenix’s voice, as the youngling counted off every lie Lightlost told him to keep him with them. Granted, Rodimus won’t deny that some things were true, but they weren’t on every planet. At least, as far as he knew. Although, what concerned him the most was the way Phoenix’s optics would widen concerningly while his whole frame shook in terror, before mutttering quietly. “Wh-what… What about the Sparkeaters?”

“What about them?” Asked Rodimus, as he turned towards the entrance of the ship. Throwing his hands out to gesture wildly around himself. “If Sparkeaters were here, they would have attacked me right away, don’t you think?” Asked the prime, before putting both servos on his hips and giving Phoenix a rather cocky smirk. “Now, get out of there, or are you too much of a Robo-chicken?” This seemed to get Phoenix’s attention, because the young spark’s fearful demeanor turned from surprised to offended in a sparkbeat.

“I am… I am NOT a Robo-chicken!” Yelled Phoenix. “I have never been a Robo-chicken!”

“Are you sure?” Asked Rodimus with an even wider smirk. “Because, right now, you’re very much acting like a frightened Robo-chicken.” Rodimus laughed, before letting out a surprised ‘Eep’ as he was being tackled to the ground by Phoenix. Who was, much to the prime's amusement, softly hitting his chestplate while exclaiming that he was, indeed, no Robo-chicken.

However, Phoenix was quick to stop hitting his brother, as soon as he realized that he was no-longer inside the safety of their ship. In fact, he was some feets away from the ship and its door was closed. This revelation caused Phoenix to slowly get up and take a few more steps away from the ship. Staring at the blue sky above him, while his wings fluttered together with the light breeze blowing in the clearing. This was new. This was a new sensation for the young spark, who only knew Cybertron and the confinement of space crafts.

The green stuff on the ground and underneath his pedes was new. The tall organic things growing towards the sky were new. And then there were the sounds of strange creatures calling each other in the distance. And, there was a strange animal with antlers looking at him, but when Phoenix took one step towards it, it ran away. Leaving the youngling awestruck.

“That was a Robo-deer. They’re a very shy type of cybertronian animal.” Explained Rodimus, after getting up and making his way over to Phoenix. Placing one servo on the youngling’s shoulder. “I guess the neutrals who moved here somehow managed to take some with them and they multiplied on this planet. Before the war, there were many of them on cybertron and some of us used to hunt them for their antlers, but now? They’re all gone. I guess they were the first victims…” Said Rodimus before grabbing Phoenix’s servo and leading him out of the clearing and towards the neutral settlement.

And if the Robo-deer left Phoenix awestruck, the utter harmony the neutral Cybertronians lived together with the organic world around them filled the young spark with nothing more than pure amazement. His crew, or at least some of his crew, often talked about how annoying it was to work either with organic life or on organic planets and often said that it was impossible for Cybertronians to live on such planets. But here? All Phoenix saw here was mechs and femmes going about their usual business. Using big organic structures, Rodimus told him that they were called trees (at least the prime thought they were trees), as bases to build giant homes onto them. Rodimus told him that they were called ‘Treehouses’ by humans . And Phoenix could see why. Some were homes, some were stores, one very big tree was even holding something that looked like a hospital, and over all, those structures very much resembled the buildings Phoenix has seen on Cybertron.

But while the treetops held the buildings, the ground held the market. Or, at least Rodimus told him this was a market. Phoenix himself couldn’t really understand how someone could call this a market. Every mech and femme, who wasn’t buying something, was either sitting on the ground by their wares or standing behind a woodent structure with a table underneath a shirm? Rodimus said those things were called stalls, but the youngling couldn’t associate the word with anything.

“Where are the shops?” Asked the confused youngling, to which Rodimus only replied. “There are none. At least, not in this settlement. All the Cybertronians selling their things either use stalls or simply place their stuff on the ground and sell it there.” This answer didn’t help Phoenix’s confusion, but he decided not to dwell on that any longer. The locals surely had their reasons to sell their wares like this.

So, while Rodimus was doing the shopping, Phoenix was allowed to wander a little bit around. As long as he could still see his brother, that is. And wander, he did. There were many new things after all, and Phoenix couldn’t help himself from exploring as much as he could. He even bought himself some paints and a few brushes with the Shanix Rodimus gave him. Phoenix was planning to decorate the insides of their ship a little bit, and he thought that painting something on the walls would be fun. He did paint a little bit on the walls of the Light lost too after all. Granted, some of those paintings did disappear, but others were still on the walls when he checked on them. Hopefully his paintings won't disappear this time.

“Phoenix, I’m done with shopping. We should head back and… Phoenix?” Rodimus called, before realizing that he could no longer see his brother. Which sent the prime into a frenzy to find the missing youngling. What if someone kidnapped him? What if the Lost Light catched up to them? Or worse, what if Phoenix somehow got himself killed or kidnapped by a lunatic! Okay, some would also call Rodimus a lunatic, but that was different. There were some serious dangerous mechs and femmes out there, who were even worse than Rodimus himself. And that alone says a lot about them.

“Phoenix! Please, this isn’t funny!”

“I’m right here Roddy….” Answered the youngling, as he pushed past two taller Cybertronians blocking the path. “Stop shouting, everyone is already looking at us.”

For a second, Rodimus thought that his spark had stopped. Is this how the Lost Light might have felt when they made their escape? They probably did, only… differently to how the prime felt, because even if he shortly lost Phoenix, he wouldn’t start locking him up or forbid the youngling to go and explore some other planets.

Primus and Unicron both strike him down if he ever did something like that.

“Come Phoenix, let’s go back to our ship. I think we had enough adventure for one day.

Back at their ship, Rodimus put away his shopping items, while Phoenix started to paint one of the walls in the back of the ship. Making sure that Rodimus couldn’t see what he was painting everytime the prime would walk past him or try to get a look. After the tenth try, Rodimus decided to wait for the time Phoenix would show him what he was working on. Which was sooner than he had expected.

“Okay… I can recognize me and you… but who are the others?” Asked Rodimus with a light tilt of the head, as the youngling pointed at the painting of a tall femme with the same colouration than Phoenix. “ Yup, I painted my family. That’s my mother. Her name is Tankcrusher, but she prefers being called Big Bessie.” Explained the youngling, as his wings gave a small happy twitch. “And that’s Old Man. He was kinda like a grandfather to me. He was the one who always protected me from my crew. And the darker one is… is…… Lightlost…” Phoenix crew quiet after muttering the name.

Rodimus only gave a small nod, before patting Phoenix’s shoulder. Some things are harder to let go than others. He knew that.

“I think it’s wonderful, and… I’m honored that you see me as family.” Said the prime with a smile.

#sentient sg/lost light au #phoenix #rodimus #cuppajj #gotta love the brother energy both of our boys are showing #also #I was watching Tangled again today #maybe that influenced me a little bit #the working title was When Will My Life Begin after all #Phoenix painting on walls is something he's been doing even before the Lost Light #but he stopped after getting a stern talking from his former captain #(he mostly does it to help him navigate)#(regular Phoenix mostly does it to piss others off)

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